Suicide and Redemption

He was still subject to being bent a few moments after submission. He collapsed after being let go of, though. Conza was going to sit up until a foot came down to grind on him in a rough manner.

Her question was a way for Conza to get out of this. And he may have only one shot at this. Figuring that the most submissive answer would be the best. "B-Because...I-Im easy to take advantage of? S-So you do it...?"

Minerva chuckled at the boy’s answer. It was indeed true that he was easy to take advantage of, and that was a factor at play in the Dane’s actions. But there was more to it than that.

“Good guess. But sorry, wrong answer.” Minerva replied. She then shoved off of his stomach and moved to grab a hold of his legs, looking to tuck them underneath her arms. If she could get a hold of them, she’d then try to roll Conza onto his front and sit down on his lower back while bending his legs back with a Boston crab.

Conza hopes that he was right. But she shut down any thoughts of that. When she pushed off of him, he sat up. But that was very short lived as Minerva snatched up his legs and started to turn him over. Conza made several small gasps and whimpers.

"A-Are you going to tell me or--Ahh!" He was cut off by the boston crab. It only made it worse that she was a much bigger person than he was. He makes a few small squeaks before continuing. "--A-Are you gonna tell me...?"

“Hmmm..... Well, I suppose it’d only be fair, wouldn’t it?” Minerva said, all the while continuing to bend Conza back with the Boston crab. She had intended to do so anyway, not that Conza had any way of knowing.

“You wanted to understand dominant people better, did you not? And I believe earlier you said you shouldn’t have to live in fear of anyone, correct? Well, consider this your free lesson. You should fear people like me, because those who have the power to dominate others and enjoy doing so look for every opportunity to do it. Yes, you are easy to take advantage of, and you’re aware of that. Yet you still foolishly move far too close to those who would devour you, like a mouse wandering around the nest of a hungry snake. I am doing this to teach you your place, and make sure you fully understand it.”

With that, she scooted back further, until her rear was sitting down right on the back of the boy’s neck so she could bend him back even further. “Now scream for me some more.”

A lesson. To make Conza fear her.

He wasnt going to take that. Suddenly, a thought appeared in his head. He had his phone! Although...It was in his corner of the ring. But not too far away. He tries to crawl a bit when she was moving up his back.

The pain only increased more, but he did not cry out. Doing that would make her transition to another move. He tries to reach his cellphone. Though, he didn't know who he'd get...Or what Minerva would do if she caught on...

Despite putting Conza into an even more painful variation of her hold, the boy was not screaming as commanded. Was it deliberate disobedience? Or was she pressing down on his head too much for him to be able to comply? A glance over her shoulder revealed the answer.

“Hmm? You want that phone?” Minerva asked teasingly. She then stood, still holding onto his legs, and took a few steps forward to drag him a bit further away from it. The Dane would then quickly let go of his legs and sit back down on Conza’s back, this time pulling his arms over her thighs and cupping her hands around his chin to apply a camel clutch.

“Go on then, Conza. Reach for it.” she said with a wicked grin, knowing the phone was well out of his reach.

"Uh..."

Conza said like a caught mouse. It was exactly what he was. He was pulled away from the phone and let go of. He only scrambled slightly closer when she came back down on him hard. He let out a yelp of a cry before a new submission came.

His back made several small cracks and pops as she pulled. He weakly reaches his arms to get next to nowhere near the phone

“Come on, Conza. You can do it.” Minerva teased as the boy reached out for the phone, only to of course grasp nothing. The Dane laughed out at his desperate and futile efforts, and seemed to share not even a hint of sympathy for the pain she was subjecting him to.

“Oooohh, so sorry.” she said in a mocking tone. Minerva then unclasped her hands from around Conza’s chin, only to cross her legs in front of her over the boy’s back, with her feet locking together by the ankles right over his neck. With his arms still trapped by her legs, she’d have him in a nice and painful lotus lock, pulling his shoulder blades closer together all while she continued to sit comfortably on his back.

The more Conza tried the more it seemed that Minerva pulled. His body was somewhat dulled to the abuses of being in his profession. But to be simply tortured was something else on its own completely. Her next move was only worse.

A lotus lock? While he was still laying on his stomach?! He cries out in the agony of being subjected to this move. He let out a small growl of resistance after, trying to tuen his head to bite down on one of her feet.

Minerva was rather enjoying Conza’s agonized screams while her legs constricted on his arms and shoulder blades. But when she noticed him trying to bite, that wasn’t going to be tolerated. Her foot wasn’t quite close enough for his teeth to find, but the fact that he was even trying meant he still had some resistance in him that needed to be stomped out.

“No! Bad dog!” she said, slapping him in the back of his head. She released the lotus lock and stood back up, grabbing Conza by the arm and dragging him up too. Once he was up, she’d attempt to hoist the boy onto her shoulders facing upward, with one hand over his neck and the other on a leg to trap him in a torture rack.

“Your mouth doesn’t go anywhere near my feet unless I give you permission to worship them. Am I understood?!”